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The Reincarnated Villain Can Break the Fourth Wall!

In his first life as 'Caine Wilson', was the villain—ruthless, cunning, and very powerful. He played his part perfectly, crushing the so-called "protagonist" and parading his enemies, their families, and anyone who crossed him naked through the streets. He watched with glee as the "hero" lay broken, stripped of his dignity, before finally ending his pitiful existence. But just as Caine, thought he had finally won and secured his place at the top, 'Higher ups' intervened. A booming, ethereal voice—like the universe’s pissed-off judge—shook the skies: "You have violated the sacred code of villainy! The villain shall not win. The balance has been broken. Caine Wilson, the world hereby rejects you!" Before he could even enjoy his victory, his world blinked out, like a story whose writer just erased the last chapter in frustration. Everything went dark. And when he awoke, he wasn’t Caine Wilson anymore. He was 'Su Xiaobai', a nobody on 'White Cloud Star', a world of cultivation, martial arts, and endless struggle. But this time, things were different. He could feel it—he could see through the cracks of reality itself. He could break the fourth wall! He wasn’t just some reincarnated soul; he was a villain who had 'seen the system', who understood the game. And he was about to flip it upside down. --------------- A/N: Volume 1 (50-60 chapters) sees Su Xiaobai fumbling through an identity crisis, lost like a drunk immortal in a brothel. By Volume 2, he’s rooted, focused, and ready to shake the heavens—one reckless move at a time. Stay tuned and add it to your library; the game is just beginning! --------------- Discord: https://discord.gg/dsc4fftBeF **Cover Page is not owned by Author**
SKuLL · 230.8K Views

The Forgotten Light

Fragments of Eternity When memories are the key, but each shard brings pain. In a fractured world where ancient magic collides with futuristic technology, memories are more than echoes of the past—they are weapons, currency, and the fabric of reality itself. Society is divided between the Memory Keepers, who wield the power to preserve and manipulate memories, and the Shattered, victims of a mysterious plague that fragments minds and unleashes uncontrollable abilities. Kael Ardyn, a Memory Keeper haunted by his own amnesia, wields a relic blade that can absorb fragments of memories from those he defeats. When he crosses paths with Lyra Veyne, a Shattered with rare and volatile powers, their fates become intertwined. A fragment of Lyra’s memory reveals a haunting connection between them—and a glimpse of the growing Void, an enigmatic force that consumes memories and threatens to erase all existence. Pursued by Zarek Kaelthorne, a tyrannical ruler who weaponizes forbidden memory extraction, and guided by the cryptic warnings of an enigmatic figure known only as the Weaver, Kael and Lyra embark on a perilous journey. Together, they uncover the dark truths of their pasts, the origins of the Void, and their roles in its creation. As the Void spreads, devouring entire regions, Kael and Lyra must piece together their fragmented memories, even as the truth threatens to destroy them. But the price of stopping the Void is steep, and the line between salvation and annihilation blurs with every step. In this tale of power, betrayal, and the haunting weight of remembrance, Fragments of Eternity explores whether the past is worth reclaiming—and what it means to truly remember.
DaoistXmuWTK · 1K Views

The Light to my Soul

I find my place In between your arms, In between your tender kisses And soft whispers of 'it will be alright', In between the warmth of your embrace, I find my place lost inside your soul. Anastasia Prescott (19 years) An alluring and a naive girl who once lost her little world thrives to set everything right in her life at her own terms and wishes. Always shielded from the harshness of the world, she is the epitome of innocence, unaware of the evils that linger around her under the protection of her loved ones. However, she's determined to come out of her shell to experience everything that has been kept away from her whether good or bad, to fulfill her every dream and aspiration, to feel love and much more. What happen when she meets someone who is her exact contrast? Ashton Watson (26 years) An ambitious and a thriving businessman at day and a hard-hearted Casanova at night. He likes to play whether it's business or women. Drowned in a never ending darkness, his world is filled with hate, fury and vengeance. What happen when he meets someone who is his exact contrast? What happens when simplicity meets complexity? Join the journey of Anastasia and Ashton to unfold their chemistry who are different like poles apart yet so much similar. Join the journey of their unconditional love followed by the heart-rending separation that will throb your heart with varied emotions. Join the journey of their intimate love to witness them to become the light of each other's souls. #Excerpt 1 "Do it Ashton. Let it go and free yourself. I am here to hold your hand if you need me. I promise. " He looked at her outstretched hand towards him. They were drenched in the heavy downpour indicating a storm on its way but it wasn't as huge as the storm that had started whirling in his heart. He clenched his fists, reminding himself that he was not weak and he'd never let anyone see him vulnerable. But the way she spoke made him realize that she was right. He was avoiding the obvious since so long for he couldn't quite handle the thought of being vulnerable to anyone. For once, he wanted to feel the peace that had escaped his soul since long. #Excerpt 2 "There are people around. Please, leave it", she pleaded, discreetly looking around the curious throng. "Relax! It's just your shoelaces", he replied disregarding those gazes.
ash022 · 1.2K Views

THE WALLS BETWEEN Us

After ten years apart, two childhood friends reunite, but their once-vivid bond feels faded and distant. What remains is a faint connection neither can fully understand. As they navigate their new realities, one of them begins to recover long-buried memories that may hold the key to reigniting their relationship. Will they uncover what truly binds them, or are some connections destined to remain fragments of the past? "Memories are the silent footprint of the past, guiding us through the present." "A lost memory is the forgotten fragment of time, hidden but truly never gone." The golden hues of the setting sun danced on the waves, casting a warm glow over the beach. Alice and Noah stood at the water's edge, the cool sand grounding them as the world around them seemed to blur. Their eyes locked—a deep, unspoken connection passing between them, carrying an ocean of emotions too heavy to name. “Alice,” Noah whispered, his voice almost lost in the gentle crash of the waves. She didn’t waver, her gaze steady. “There’s so much we’ve left unsaid, Noah. So many secrets we’ve buried. Don’t you think it’s time we face them?” He let out a shaky breath, his fingers brushing his temple as if trying to make sense of it all. “I know,” he said, his voice strained. “But not now. I… I just need a moment. It’s too much to take in.” The silence that followed was both heavy and fragile, like the pause before a storm. Yet, in that fleeting instant, neither looked away, both silently acknowledging the unspoken truths that had yet to surface.
authormika · 86 Views

Little Light Lord

[An Announcement from the Author: LLL will undergo major reformations! Expect a reboot of this confusing storyline sometime early January! Thank you for all of your support thus far.] Gods rule over the fundamental creations of life. Lords watch and rule over these Gods’ creations. Phos, the Lord of Light, found himself cornered by a sharpshooter in the dead of the night. This unlikely encounter led to destiny. — The marksman needed to kill a kind, beautiful man. From the photos, his target had crystalline orange eyes and glowing silver hair that cascaded down to the floor in waves. But, as with everything, the real man looked far more lucent and stunning. Like a soft light, like the first glimmer on the ocean’s surface as the Sun arose. Before he could raise his sniper’s rifle to extinguish this ray of light, however, the beautiful target pulled out a pistol and shot him straight in the abdomen. “I hope you don’t die. Good day.” With that, he swiftly turned and left, disappearing into the darkness, his long hair bouncing to his every crisp footstep. Leaving behind the confused marksman, who, dazed, clutched his new wound and slumped to the floor. Later on, the marksman managed to act stupid enough to gain his target’s trust. Showing his true colours, he toyed with a lock of his former victim’s hair, which was as silky and soft as he imagined. He held it to his lips, raised a corner of his black turtleneck to show the bulletwound on his abdomen, and whispered in a deep voice: “This wound, how will you repay it?” The original target, who shined like a dim candlelight under the rays of the moon, stretched up his bound arms to the hitman, brought a gentle hand to his skin, covered the wound… and with an unapologetic, professional business smile, he replied: “I’m sorry, are you really sure you have a scar there? How come I don’t see anything?” The marksman: … It’s because you’re covering it. The man he originally had to kill, who wore white silk pyjamas and a flame-like orange scarf every day and who looked like he could fall over with a slight push from the wind, was actually very resistant—and really, really pissed him off. Cover Art: nonsang_08 Upload Schedule: Every 3 days
E_S_Sonnomett · 21.1K Views
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